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One Sunday mornin'. A-we went walkin'. Down by, the old graveyard. The mornin' fog. I looked into. A-yeah, those mystic eyes. Her mystic eyes. Mystic eyes. Mystic eyes. Mystic, eyes. Mystic
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Have you seen the mystic queen. Riding in her limousine?. Over hills and over dales 'til morning If you like I'll take you there. We'll find some colors you can wear. Color that you've only seen
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Song Constellation Prize - Robin Bengtsson. Listen, I should have told you long ago. That you glisten, oh, more than he will ever know. If he can’t see what I have always seen. Then something isn’t
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. And we are not alone Mystic rhythms -- capture my thoughts. And carry them away. Mysteries of night escape the light of day. Mystic rhythms -- under northern lights. Primitive things stir. The
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). . Chorus. Mystic Rhyming. Don't let em miss, miss guide you. They'll have you actin like the sun don't shine. And the sky ain't never blue. But you know and I know it's all about survival. This
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Here I am, I'm the master of your destiny. I am the one the only one, I am the God of kingdom come. Gimme the prize, just gimme the prize. Give me your kings, let me squeeze the in my hands. Your
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, woman. To be lying next to you, yeah Prize possession. You're my movie star, my near or far, my everything. You are my prize possession. You are my cozy nights, my fireplace, my sweet melodies You put
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Have you seen the Mystic Queen. Riding in her limousine. Over hills and dales 'til morning. If you like I'll take you there. Find some colours you can wear. Colour that you've only seen while
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No one, no one gets the prize. No one, no one. No one gets the prize. . We were best of friends. It all began. He came in to town and changed the plan. I knew she felt, the same as me. Which
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words. We were born before the wind, thank you very much. Also younger than the sun. And the bonnie boat was won. As we sailed into the mystic. Hark, now hear the sailors cry. Smell the sea and feel
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. And we are not alone. . Mystic rhythms. Capture my thoughts. Carry them away. Mysteries of night escape the light of day. Mystic rhythms. Under northern lights. Or the African sun. Primitive
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goodbye. No ones gonna worry. Notice when I'm gone. No they won't know I'm missin'. 'Till they pull me out the mystic. ♪. I bet nobody can remember. What color eyes are on my face. I'm a freak, I'm a
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cry. He's the mystic on the mystic mile I had a dream of colors. And a world in a disarray. Someone peekin' 'round the corner. But I couldn't see his face But he could see into my future. About my
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fully out of this world. You and me let’s marry in the space station. (Mystical messages). Mystic clue of this puzzle. (Mystical Messenger). It’s too dangerous, don’t come close. You think I am crazy. My
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